Rebirth: I am the American leader

“It doesn’t matter, just take the three fortresses.

Nothing is absolute in this world. Maybe he is our enemy now.

But who knows what will happen in the future? Haven’t I found the truth? "

Steve is so good at deceiving fools that he looks like a doctor who has worked in a mental hospital for three years.

Langlom showed a look of sudden enlightenment and continued to clean up with his men.

"Not all of them deserve to die."

Nick Fury said, frowning as he listened to the gunshots.

Steve smiled, and his smile was so unbridled and amiable.

"Wait until you can stop me. I have something else to do and I'm leaving first."

The SHIELD story ended very quickly, almost as soon as Hulk turned green.

It’s not that Hydra is so lame, but that Steve took the initiative.

He killed Pierce first, leaving SHIELD's Hydra leaderless.

Then he called in Charles to control the group, and then tricked another group of Hydras into becoming his own people.

This might be understandable if it happened to a weak guy, but Steve is already ridiculously strong, and if he still does this, he will just be regarded as a bitch.

But Steve didn't care at all.

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Sickle Farm.

Thor jumped out of the back seat of Old John's car. "Old man, how do you manage to drive a two-wheeled vehicle like a four-hoofed goat?"

Now Thor has completely integrated into the Scythe Farm. When you see this long-haired, blond man wearing a plaid shirt, jeans and a big beard, you would just think that he has spent his whole life delivering cows in the American West.

Steve rarely comes back to the farm to stay for a while, and the four kids are also working here.

"Hello gentlemen, how is school going recently? How are your homework? Is Kang not being bullied?"

Steve smiled and patted Carl on the head, the Gallagher's rebellious nature not showing at all.

"The schoolwork is still the same, but I think we have found our direction in life."

Carl saluted Steve with a standard military salute. "I'm going to military school, Mr. Steve! Can I become a general like you?"

Steve frowned, "Why not kid, but you have to know. If you are not strong enough, then you must be careful enough."

Of course Steve knew what fucked up things would happen to this kid after he went to military school, but it didn't matter, because Carl now had two teachers.

Steve himself is a five-star general recognized by the United States, although it is only honorary, but if anyone really does not give him face.

He can turn the other person into a name carved on stone.

Frank is a legend and a role model in the American special forces.

If Carl had these two teachers to protect him, he would still be expelled by those snobs.

That would be great fun.

Steve turned to look at Wayne, who was stammering and unable to speak.

"Wayne, you can do whatever you want. Don't let the justice in your heart kill you. If you want, I will always find a way to help you."

The embarrassment on the latter's face disappeared, and he wanted to become the same person as Principal Frank.

But he thought Steve would be unhappy if he said that.

To be honest, this is rare for Wayne.

After all, it is difficult to expect him to consider other people's feelings.

"Oh, by the way, Wayne, do you still have that little hammer of yours?"

Steve said as if he had thought of something, and the latter nodded.

Wayne had a hammer, a random hammer he picked up from a hardware store.

He thought the hammer was great and could be used as a tool as well as a weapon.

"If you want to be a superhero, I think Stark might be able to help you a little. Remember to talk to him nicely, he's actually a nice person."

No matter how dumb Wayne was, he knew what this meant.

Steve was a little worried when he saw this introverted, not very flexible little boy whose heart was filled with justice.

He knew that this guy would eventually die of justice.

And he must die a just death where he cannot see.

This is inevitable.

"Where's Richard? Don't tell me you're going back to inherit the family fortune. I'll break all your bones, seriously."

“I want to be a politician.”

Richard smiled confidently. Steve looked up and down at the already handsome boy and nodded.

"Yes, with your determination, perseverance, and talent, you should indeed be a leading politician. So have you finished your homework? Do you know which university you want to go to? If you don't know, go find Principal Henry.

He can give you a lot of useful advice.”

Steve turned his head and met Peter Parker, who looked excited and like a fool.

He suddenly laughed, "Huh? Isn't this our itchy Mr. Parker? In fact, I think with your talent for balancing accounts, you should be an accountant.

You can put it on your resume that you settled the account in front of Steve Rogers."

"No! Mr. Rogers, you should ask me what I want to be just like you asked them!"

"Well, it seems our Mr. Parker doesn't want to be an accountant who can balance the books."

Steve winked at them, causing everyone to laugh, then he looked at Parker and asked.

“Mr. Parker, I think we’ve talked about this many times, and no matter how many more times we talk about it, the outcome won’t change much.

Now, maybe you can tell me directly whether you have thought it through? "

"I've thought it through. I've completed all my high school courses, and I'm going to apply to Stanford this year."

Steve nodded and looked around at them.

"I think you must be hungry, let's see if that bastard Lao Zhou has prepared lunch for us. If not, I'm really going to kick his ass."

Dr. Banner doesn't look so miserable now, thanks to Steve's occasional threats, which have taught Hulk to be more restrained.

The most important thing is, I don’t know if he was scared by being beaten.

Hulk has now changed from an angry monster to a somewhat willful child.

Banner even felt that the big guy living in his heart was somewhat cute.

Steve greeted him and pushed Parker out.

"Hello, Mr. Banner, this is my student Peter Parker. He is very talented in physics. I think he can be your assistant?"

"Mr. Parker, I think we have met many times in school. I didn't expect you to have a talent for physics. If you don't understand something in the future, you can ask me.

But I want to remind you that the sea of ​​questions you are doing is simply a way to kill your talent."